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The Questions

Penulis: Annabelle
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-13 13:30:49

Katherine's POV

The words hit me like a physical blow. I felt the air leave my lungs, my knees buckle. Jason caught me before I fell, his arms wrapping around me as I collapsed.

"No," I whispered. "No, no, no. She can't be gone. She can't be."

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Wayne," Dr. Patel said. "She passed peacefully. She wasn't in any pain."

I couldn't hear him. I couldn't hear anything except the roaring in my ears, the sound of my world shattering into a mil
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